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Re: Where now, Prince? (Grave;Cross)
"You are the prince of the Oval Eye Serpants. Ours was a powerful faction before we waged war with Jezebel. Her demons were even more powerful than the minions of my lair, and so the war didn't last long. Powerful as my minions may have been, they stood no chance against ancient veterans of combat, immortal as they were so that their experience is never lost. I'm only accepting of your current company in the hopes that you'll make them into the future lair's defenders." she stated. "And as far as fixing this mess goes, once I am restored, I expect you to marry a woman who will give birth to the next line of echidna."
Tina shook her hands at Grave's apology. "No worries." she said. "Just... If you ever come back, bring tents..." she informed him, so that if they destroy whatever they're sleeping in, it will be their own tent rather than her barn.
With that, everyone was ready to head off, with Cynder able to share some parting words as everyone seemed to all head to the north. "Luckily Zippangu is much like a gated community. Everyone knows almost everyone, so it shouldn't be too hard to find who we're looking for." Roy announced, and Grave was free to clarify that his mother would know the way, or not. Either way, they'd find their way.
Cynder would find that the lands of Zippangu were quite lush, as it would show the further North they went. It would also become steadily more confusing each day as they went. Plenty of times his mother would indicate that they were heading too much to the east, when it would have seemed like they were going straight the entire time. Tall trees with plentiful leaves did well to hide the sun often enough that using it like a compass disoriented one enough to go slightly off track and lose their way entirely. "There are lots of stories of people getting lost in these lands, and it's not hard to see why..." Valencia commented. Roy seemed to shiver. "What is with this overbearing presence as well?" she asked. Envy was quick to answer. "Zippangu is separated into districts by the gods who own them. What you're feeling is the powerful presence of this area's god." she instructed her, and indirectly Grave as well, who would also feel that he was within god's territory.
"We're inevitably going to run into trouble before we find what we're looking for..." Roy calculated.
"Club is ready for trouble!" the little goblin declared.
"Don't pick a fight with a god, fool goblin." Envy scorned Club. "We're dealing with the very same ancient beings that repelled the attack of half of this entire continent on their own, and even reversed the time on their own half to before the war ever started! They could very easily erase us from existence if the thought pleased them!" Envy preached of the Zippangu gods.
"Club doesn't even know what that means." said Club.
"It means that we should respect their ability to punch things into red mist." Replied Roy.
Club went silent in thought. This amazed Roy and Envy, who thought her incapable of such a common ability.
Grave would be allowed to say his piece, before they'd be found by a red oni sitting against a tree with a large jug of saki in hand. "Ah, drinking partners?" she inquired, holding up her jug with invitation, though her lack of a sober state revealed much, as she looked at Cynder lustfully.
"You are the prince of the Oval Eye Serpants. Ours was a powerful faction before we waged war with Jezebel. Her demons were even more powerful than the minions of my lair, and so the war didn't last long. Powerful as my minions may have been, they stood no chance against ancient veterans of combat, immortal as they were so that their experience is never lost. I'm only accepting of your current company in the hopes that you'll make them into the future lair's defenders." she stated. "And as far as fixing this mess goes, once I am restored, I expect you to marry a woman who will give birth to the next line of echidna."
Tina shook her hands at Grave's apology. "No worries." she said. "Just... If you ever come back, bring tents..." she informed him, so that if they destroy whatever they're sleeping in, it will be their own tent rather than her barn.
With that, everyone was ready to head off, with Cynder able to share some parting words as everyone seemed to all head to the north. "Luckily Zippangu is much like a gated community. Everyone knows almost everyone, so it shouldn't be too hard to find who we're looking for." Roy announced, and Grave was free to clarify that his mother would know the way, or not. Either way, they'd find their way.
Cynder would find that the lands of Zippangu were quite lush, as it would show the further North they went. It would also become steadily more confusing each day as they went. Plenty of times his mother would indicate that they were heading too much to the east, when it would have seemed like they were going straight the entire time. Tall trees with plentiful leaves did well to hide the sun often enough that using it like a compass disoriented one enough to go slightly off track and lose their way entirely. "There are lots of stories of people getting lost in these lands, and it's not hard to see why..." Valencia commented. Roy seemed to shiver. "What is with this overbearing presence as well?" she asked. Envy was quick to answer. "Zippangu is separated into districts by the gods who own them. What you're feeling is the powerful presence of this area's god." she instructed her, and indirectly Grave as well, who would also feel that he was within god's territory.
"We're inevitably going to run into trouble before we find what we're looking for..." Roy calculated.
"Club is ready for trouble!" the little goblin declared.
"Don't pick a fight with a god, fool goblin." Envy scorned Club. "We're dealing with the very same ancient beings that repelled the attack of half of this entire continent on their own, and even reversed the time on their own half to before the war ever started! They could very easily erase us from existence if the thought pleased them!" Envy preached of the Zippangu gods.
"Club doesn't even know what that means." said Club.
"It means that we should respect their ability to punch things into red mist." Replied Roy.
Club went silent in thought. This amazed Roy and Envy, who thought her incapable of such a common ability.
Grave would be allowed to say his piece, before they'd be found by a red oni sitting against a tree with a large jug of saki in hand. "Ah, drinking partners?" she inquired, holding up her jug with invitation, though her lack of a sober state revealed much, as she looked at Cynder lustfully.